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(Act Two, Chapter Three)
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THE GIRLS WALKED THROUGHOUT MELANIE'S HOUSE AS THEY ALWAYS DID. THOUGH THE FEELING NEVER LOST TOUCH.
"So what are we doing with the spoons again?" Rachel questioned as they walked towards the freezer.
Evie sighed as she opened the door pulled out four spoons.
"You have to put them under your eye." She cautioned as the spoons thawed in her hands.
Evie then gave two spoons to Tracy and one spoon to Rachel.
"Just go like this."
"It's really cold." Tracy laughed.
The three started talking in ludling. Their language Evie had thought up for them.
("Why does my tongue ring hurt?") Tracy asked.
("Because you suck dick.")
("That's nasty, Evie.")
Mason came in through the back door as Tracy pulled up what looked like a bottle of bleach.
"Brooke does this every morning and she still has huge bags." Evie joked.
"I wonder how much of this you'd have to swallow for it to kill you." Tracy then made a drinking gesture as Cynthia walked into the kitchen with the blonde's older brother.
"Who bought you that wet suit?" Tracy asked.
"Fuck you."
"Mason." Rachel chastised.
The boy only stuck his tongue out as he stood in the back.
